Verse 1:
I remember when we had to rise up from the ashes, disqualified affront of the cla**es
Everybody clapped, said our show was second to none till we lost and had to move on
Everything went (went) perfectly well, never thought our nerves would be shot to hell
They kept saying go crawl back under your rock, all of sudden we felt we s**ed
f** it cause we had time on our side, went back in the basement to swallow our pride
We became young poets who were ready to shine
We grabbed our pens and wrote rhyme after rhyme
Looking back at it now, I´m glad we didn´t live our lives in a bubble
If you love making music you know for sure that there ain´t no progress without struggle, goes out for you, goes out for me. You have to be tough enough and go the extra mile to succeed
Keep roll your eyes when you know your heart bleeds
I know peeps want to represent our city, even though their sh** is middle-of-the-road
Sound too much commercial and sounds like them other folks
We keep a distance and made our own lane by representing our Zip code
Verse 2:
I remember when I had to rise from the ashes, used to be a black clown missing cla**es
Everybody laughed when I said a joke too provoke, little did I know they was not laughing with me but at me, bro
They were getting better cause they kept their mouth shut and paid attention
The principal vent his spleen and gave me a week suspension
I came back, got myself together and past the exam
Math was hard, dyscalculia made me feel frustrated before I got to say oh damn
Looking back at it now, I´m glad I never gave up on my life and education
I made it thanks to my motivation, had a celebration a day they will remember, months before December, Christmas is coming up and I need to cool down my evil side and my temper
I know peeps want to represent our city, even though their sh** is middle-of-the-road
Sounds too much commercial and sounds like them other folks
We keep a distance and made our own lane by representing our zip code (our home 4635). X2